Prison isn't just jail. A coven is also a place for both hell and prison. Without knowing anything, secrets and thoughts roamed around this place. When you thought a place was heaven but it was just hell disguised some wonderland.

Who knew what lurked within the village. Who knew on what happened abut the past all falls down to the present. Everything seems perfectly normal without thinking about those. But there was still one place which was unusual but was still considered as home.

You destroy, they destroy back. You distrub them, they'll disturb you back. Life is fair, it just doesn't end happily anymore.

Freaks are human too. This place controls you. They use you as puppets and make a fool out of you. No one can save you. I can't even save yourself, how can someone save you?

Every place had a past aswell. Not everyone belongs in this place. Some, wants to get out even if they do belong here. Him, he doesn't want to get out but he doesn't belong here. He's different from the rest and no one dared to talk to him. But infact, he was just like the others. No one's normal anyways.